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<item><title>The four-year plan  <span class="date-title">04 11 04</span></title><description> This morning I got a straigh mood-shifter. On the bus I grabbed a free Metro(tm) paper to check out the headlines. I expected to see something American on the frontpage, and so I did. Too my shock I saw Bush and his first lady. I was on the way to the LAN (last day) downtown. Talk about a mood shifter. I could be feeding pigeons and having a good time at this point - but no, Bush had to make this a less wonderful day. It really is sad what the world has turned into. If I would have a cup of coffee in my hand I would most definitely drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned home from the LAN.. descided to clean up room. Semi-suceeded I suppose - halv the dust is still lying as an inch-thick layer everywhere. Garbage is at least emptied. This week I ate up 3*300g of chips x(. The workout of carrying this damned 15kg monitor must have evened me out a bit for that. Weather is gray, though warmer than it should be at this time of year. The week is almost over, and so is my vacation, the only free prolonged time during thi term. God bless Thursday and Friday next week and damn the Chemistry test on Wednesday. Happy to be alive. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=29</link></item>
<item><title>French kids?  <span class="date-title">04 10 31</span></title><description> Got this distubring article shoved under my nose: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iol.co.za/index.php?set_id=1&amp;click_id=24&amp;art_id=qw1098966961631F652&quot;&gt;http://www.iol.co.za/index.php?set_id=1&amp;click_id=24&amp;art_id=qw1098966961631F652&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;em&gt;Ancourteville-sur-Hericourt - A 14-year-old boy has shot dead his family in a French village after deciding during his homework that he wanted to kill, the police and a prosecutor said on Thursday.&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking. See this: Holy shit if your own child kills you while you are raising it. (Talk about a bad backfire) Or maybe the kid was fucked up because he was french? I strongly doubt that. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=28</link></item>
<item><title>Site opened  <span class="date-title">04 10 31</span></title><description> It is the 31st of October. The site if finally (re?)opened. The design is original and everything is handcoded. The CMS is handwritten, so it is a bit of something to be proud of. Try to enjoy it while it lasts, you never know when I might go about changing it again. Now the conditions should be alright with a greater grip of control. (bb is watching you). If you are missing from me 'friends' list -  do not hesitate to ask. If there are a lot of questions, I will make a Questions &amp; Answers part. Don't forget to set your clocks and one hour back (those of you with valid DST). </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=27</link></item>
<item><title>Normal week  <span class="date-title">04 11 08</span></title><description> It's time to go back to the 'regular' schedule and do things properly, just like everyone else. Got off on the wrong foot today, acidentially messed up a piece of the stove by leaving some frying butter without noticing - same with the frying pan. Other people have to cover up for me, how annoying. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=30</link></item>
<item><title>Another post  <span class="date-title">04 11 14</span></title><description> This week has gone smoothly. Got the Friday off, terrific. No my day is messed up, I get tired and ready to sleep at 0100, aka 1 a.m.. Woke up with bad ear, it felt inflammated, could not sleep with the god damn pain. Seems to be better. Productive things that I have done this week: 0. (A way of reminding myself that I can always do better). Lost a chance for get precious CAS hours (life for you). Half-Life 2 is out on Tuesday, happy happy, even though I can't play it (bad computer). While talking about computer, my screen (monitor) has been in its PMS periods, it just won't STFU... keeps on beeping. (Annoying). I 'saw' &quot;Men of Honour&quot; yesterday, even though 50% of my attention was on the computer. Good flick, could have been better (not enough challages for the protagonist). The music flow this week, oh dear, more music than I can handle has been released, now I don't know what I should do with it - I'm loosing space as we speak. Re-installed win2k the other week - everything is a lot smoother now. Getting ready for the holidays, still plannaning on where to spend x-mas and the new year. I have considered staying in town and taking long walks in the beautiful landscape with all the light that feed you with everything besides Vitamin D. If you have any ideas, mail me :p. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=31</link></item>
<item><title>Chapter (another)  <span class="date-title">04 11 19</span></title><description> I've got a few books lying around, begging to be read and digested by my sweet eyes and mind. I'll get around. I, together with a few mates, am (are) stalling on a service thing that we are doing for CAS hours.. we just agreed to get back on to track and start planning.&lt;br /&gt;I suffer from my own problems. (Who doesen't suffer from my problems? :P). I can never ever remember what I did for the last week when I finally sit down and add a new entry to the blog. This has been another week of wise-ass joke cracking and intellectual citations of poeple who you think were big-shots. The other day I was really down - I got a reminder that my life is worth shit.. and who are my friends? The people that I barely meet at school. Some of them cannot even bother to speak to me. But then again I remembered the sweet juice of life - making other suffer for my own comical privilage. Words learned and remembered this week: Octoganarian.. and a few more that I can not seem to remember. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=32</link></item>
<item><title>More news  <span class="date-title">04 11 25</span></title><description> &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=industryNews&amp;storyID=6913447&quot;&gt;http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=industryNews&amp;storyID=6913447&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dailybreeze.com/business/articles/1102047.html&quot;&gt;http://www.dailybreeze.com/business/articles/1102047.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something handy to read (For the beginners) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nosoftwarepatents.com/&quot;&gt;http://nosoftwarepatents.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little something that I agree with. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=33</link></item>
<item><title>Damn superstition  <span class="date-title">04 11 29</span></title><description> The IQ-leaked public traffic is itself. Today after school I got out early.. just to catch and early bus and get som rest before training. But no. Not only is the bus twenty minutes late, but it breaks down half-way home. I end up taking the mindless tram and coming home just in time to pick up my Aikido Stuff. --- Outside it's amazing. I just looked out the kitchen window. What a shock! The grass is green! It's the end of November for &lt;insert here's&gt; sake! Maybe this is the other side, where the grass is always greener? --- My keyboard (yes the flat smooth one) is getting worse by the hour. The space key has stopped respoding if pressed from side, how annoying. I did the semi-weekly laundry yesterday - successfully. Only the tumble drier was too full, so I had to hang some big rags up for drying - took a whole extra ten minutes of my life :(. When I was taking the clothes from the tumble drier, some dumb ass twat descided that he should clean a pair of shorts at the dawn of winter. Well, good going - the god damned zipper on your shorts gave me first grade burn damage.... on the &lt;strong&gt;PINKY&lt;/strong&gt;. It stings. It probably stings more than when that little thingy breaks inside a virgin. God damn this world, how lovable, how balanced. Clearly it was designed to things cancelled each other out. Karma may remain a few people's hope. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=34</link></item>
<item><title>New December  <span class="date-title">04 11 30</span></title><description> Today is the last of November this year. Tommorrow, in a few hours, as a matter of fact.. the final month of the year will start. The christmas calendar (here in Sweden) will appear once again. Heck, even my birthday is in december :p Let us not exclude new year. Right now I feel knocked out.. I took two P.E. periods since I had no swedish class - and nothing to do. So I ran along for some extra physical work-out. Nothin really pissed me off today, which is extremely rare. Don't forget to check out &lt;a href=&quot;http://poetsofthefall.com/&quot;&gt;poetsofthefall.com&lt;/a&gt; on december first for a little surprise for the 'poets' fans :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good november. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=35</link></item>
<item><title>B'day  <span class="date-title">04 12 08</span></title><description> Happy Birthday to me :) Now seventeen years old. </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 01:00:00 +0100</pubDate><link>http://crackerdiet.net/?n=36</link></item>
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